Saturday June 7, 2008
There I was, and Dolly, too, thinking we’d have a nice long lazy day. I’d planned it so I didn’t need to go out for provisions until Graham comes back home tomorrow and was just recovering from the second sleep of the day–the one between breakfast and lunch–when the phone rang.
It was the agent, of course, asking if he could bring a couple over to view more or less immediately. I pleaded for forty-five minutes, got it, and leapt into action tidying and staging. Made it with ten minutes to spare and sat quietly in the kitchen corner.
They were a nice couple, ex-service or soon to be so, and they love the house. The agent seems to think that the MOD will arrange funds for them so it’s just a matter of hoping they don’t find anything they like better before they have to make a final decision. The loved the garden, too, and raved over Dolly. She, it seems, took a liking to them and lead them from upper room to upper room, being polite and considerate. I tell ya, that cat is uncanny sometimes. No, I’ll take that back. She’s uncanny all the time but sometimes you don’t have to look very hard to see it.
So, off they toddled into a lovely sunny afternoon, I updated Graham, and then Dolly and I settled down once more to resume our nap. I got restless after about an hour and had to get up to pace the kitchen floor.
I dunno. Just as you think the time may be in sight when thumb-sucking is the best way, your world is threatened with major disturbance. Again.